Painful is life indeed,
But there is so much blessing,
going unnoticed, I must be
a new being, unfettered by fear
to take notice of the rebellious joy!....
Painful, it is indeed.
What is not painful is to no life,
so are scars that are to strength
never to be born with
is what to die with,
shall rise with it I, the marginal....
so painful am I the harbinger
of havoc wherein my soul wrought
accursed by my despair I once die,
in the last moment I regain,
among the ruins of dreadful scope,
recover this key that opens the door
into the world where I never fade away
I am Pain, the death. I am Pain, the life.
I so traverse in-between, with glorious joy.
I am God of Fate. I am God of Destiny.
I so traverse between hell and heaven....
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